Okay so I don’t know how to actually start this off but I just thought that I should share this with everybody because it is very somewhat important topic. When I was younger not to long ago like in seventh grade I am currently a tenth grader, I thought that I had a teacher crush. He was the most handsome teacher in the whole school everybody thought so too. I did everything possible to make him like me or notice me like answering questions volunteering stuff like that. He did eventually start talking to me in and out of class I thought nothing of it. Days passed and I noticed and a couple of other student noticed how he would treat me. I started watching how I would dress more prettier than i was used to I also was the ne that started the flirting and little crushes and maybe it was my fault. One afternoon I stayed after class so he could sign a form for me he signed it. After he tried to kiss me I wanted it so badly but then something happened in me that knew it wasnt right so I tried walking out of the class. He blocked my way started grabbing me saying how big of a tease I was. I finally got scared and told him that I was that made him let go cause I was on the verge of tears. A couple of weeks later he was fired for accusations against many female students saying how he was a perv and supposedly touched him but nobody ever said anything because hw was the hot teacher. Guys I know the rush of excitement that goes through you when you think you like one of your teachers. Please be careful on who you choose if you notice things that involve anything less than feelings run away be safe. Notice the signs never let anyone take advantage of you even if you are the one that started everything first they are the adults. This goes out to everyone but since i know there are younger teacher crushers out there its for them as well and the very confused teenagers. I was lucky enough to open my feelings and heart out to my tc now that I moved forward now I know what it actually feels like to have real feelings and have them somewhat returned. Please be safe I hope this helped in a way im not sure I was clear or not but hopefully I was I love you guys.
@siancore this is for you and for your prompt, I hope you like it.
She Deserves the Best.
Out of habit, she reacts quickly, grabbing her sword which
lay near her nightstand even before her eyes were fully open. Unsheathing it,
she is up and out of her bed in a flash. Blinking to adjust to the bright light
now streaming in her room, her eyes caught sight of Rick as he stood in her
bedroom door entrance holding Judith. He was fully dressed in his black jeans
and gray button shirt, his gun belt buckled around his slim waist.
“Rick?” she said, her voice still held a tinge of
drowsiness. Lowering the blade of her sword, “Everything okay?” she asked. She
looked at the clock on her wall, it was a little after seven a.m.
Rick had to drag his eyes away from the enticing brown legs
that greeted him and the red boy shorts that had road up high between her legs.
Gawd where did she find those? But as his eyes traveled up her body, he
noticed that the thin t-shirt she wore left nothing to the imagination. Focus Rick! His mouth suddenly was dry.
Locs of her long hair hung in her face, distorting her view, something he was
happy to see. At least that way she couldn’t tell how much of a perv he was
being this morning. It was getting harder and harder not to act like a teenage
boy around her. Even now he had to mentally tell his nether regions to calm down.
Clearing his throat he said, “Sorry to wake you,” he pulled
his eyes away from her, now that she was fully awake he didn’t want to her to
see how she was affecting him.
“No problem,” She answered sheathing her sword once again.
Leaning it against the bed, she approached Rick and held her hands out for
Judith. “You want me to take Judith?” she asked, “You and Daryl are making a
run this morning right?”
She frowned when he pulled Judith away from her reach, “What
time did you get in last night from your watch in tower?” he asked her.
Shrugging she answered, “Um, maybe around two this morning?”
Confusion marred her features, “Why?”
“That’s the third night this week,” he answered, “Is Spencer
still not showing up for his duties?”
Noting the hardness in his voice, Michonne sighed “Rick he
lost his brother, father and mother all in short time span. He needs time to mourn.”
“We’ve all lost someone Michonne. I’m not sure we have the
luxury of letting him. We have to get this community back on its feet. It’s all
hands on deck.” he replied. He knew the second that she was going to give him a
fight at the tightening of skin around her lips. It was not his intention to
cause her stress this morning, so he quickly he added “I will ask Sasha to take
him off the rotation. You can’t keep this up, Michonne.”
Now she was really confused, “Keep what up?”
He stepped closer to her, invading her personal space. His
blue eyes took on their familiar journey of moving from her eyes to her lips to
her chest. “Taking care of everyone else. You have been running yourself ragged
since Carl got shot, helping him with his physical therapy, being his personal
nurse not to mention taking care of Judy, Daryl … me and now you’ve added
another person, Spencer. How long do you think you can keep this up? You need
to get some rest.”
Michonne shook her head, “I’m fine Rick.” At his raised
eyebrow she continued, “Okay I am a little tired but no way near as tired as I
was while we were on the road looking for a place to settle.”
Judith had reached over and grabbed one of Michonne locs and
pulled it into her mouth. Once again Michonne reached to take Judith out of
Ricks arms. He stepped back once again and Judith let out a sound of
disappointment as the loc she had been sucking on was ripped out of her mouth.
Rick caressed Judiths back to sooth her. “No, today you are going to get some
rest. I am taking Judy over to Maggie, she said she would watch her this
morning. Carl is going to wait for me to return so I can help him with his
physical therapy. He can fend for himself this morning. Said he was going to
get breakfast and read a couple of comics. You’re going to get back in that bed
and sleep for a couple more hours. Daryl and I should be back no later than
“Michonne, I can put you in that bed or you can go on
volition?” he interrupted, his voice taken on an unnecessarily husky tone as
the thought of him picking her up and carrying her to her bed made him hard, he
prayed she kept her eyes on his face. If he did carry her to bed he was not
sure if he would be able to leave her there.
“Which one do you want?” Gawd
Michonne, if there was ever a time for you to argue with me, let it be this one
They both had been dancing around their attraction for one
another for some time. Both were unwilling it seemed to take that next step.
But in this moment, Rick would be happy to see where things could go between
them but he didn’t want to push Michonne into something she may not be ready
for. He was doing his best to be patient for her but it was getting harder
every day. He hated that it took this long to realize what he felt for her.
Michonne physically wanted to squeeze her thighs together at
his question, his voice had dropped to a deeper octave and the heat of his gaze
made moisture pool between her thighs but her will power won out, “Fine Rick, I
will go back to bed.”
He turned his head and placed a kiss on Judiths forehead and
when his blue eyes returned to hers, the earlier desire in them was gone.
Michonne felt a brief moment of disappointment at that sight and realized again
she had missed a rare opportunity to push the limits of their friendship. But
was she really ready for that? She was not sure. She loved Rick, hell she even
desired him; the nightly erotic dreams of him was proof of that. So why was she
scared? She had no answer. And until she figured it out she had to stay in this
safe lane, where their friendship was enough.
“Good,” he replied, nodding toward her bed, “Now go.”
She placed her hands on her hips, “So you don’t trust me
now. You don’t believe I will go to bed when you leave?”
“I trust you with my life,” he said a wry smile touched his
lips, “But you do have a stubborn side that I have to keep my eye on.”
When she was about to interrupt, he pointed over her
shoulder, “Bed. Michonne. Right. Now.”
She rolled her eyes at him before turning and heading back
to her bed, throwing over her shoulder “Geez alright, Mr. Grimes! I’m going.”
Judith seemed to take delight in this as she started to
“Et tu Judy?” Michonne said, shaking her head as she climbed
back into her sheets.
Unbeknownst to her,
he could not take his eyes away from her rear end cladded in the red boy shorts
as if it were an emergency signal. He knew exactly what emergency was, him and
her. They had to figure out what this was between them and soon. He quickly turned away once she was settled.
“I will check on you when we get back.” He said as he gently closed her bedroom
door behind him.
He found Daryl waiting on him in the living room.
“Dang, what took you so long?” Daryl said, “I was wondering
if you and Michonne had finally decided to take the bull by the horns.”
Rick didn’t answer he was too busy trying to erase the
vision of Michonne beautiful backside out of his head. “You ready?” he said
distractedly, “Just got to drop Judy off at Maggie’s.”
Daryl only nodded, he’s had a front seat to his friends
budding relationship for a while now. He didn’t understand why it was taking
them so long to get to the meat of it. From anyone looking from the outside in,
Rick and Michonne are already a couple. He was the only witness on the day when
Rick realized his feelings for Michonne. She had done something as simple as
taken a crying Judy out of his arms and as soon as she did, the little girl had
quieted right down. Rick stared in amazement as Michonne danced around the
living room with his daughter until Judy started to laugh. But then a look had come over him, a look
that Daryl recognized, stepping closer to Rick so Michonne would not be able to
hear. He asked Rick, “You got it bad, don’t ya?”
A stunned Rick looked back at him, “Yeah, I do.”
“Damn.” Was the only comforting words Daryl could give.
Michonne eyes opened a couple of hours later to the
insistent call of her bladder. Groaning she pulled herself once again out of
bed. Her wall clock read ten a.m. After relieving herself, she washed her face
and brushed her teeth in the half bathroom which was across the hall from her
bedroom. At least I got a few more hours
sleep.I do feel a little better but a
few more hours of sleep would do me good. I’ll go check on Carl and if he is
still alright and I will head back down to get a couple more hours of sleep in.
She threw on her blue robe and head up the stairs to the
kitchen. Seeing the mess on the table gave her pause, a cereal bowl was knocked
over, milk and frosted flakes had run over the sides onto the floor. Carl knew
better than to leave a mess and to waste food.
“Carl she called upstairs, when she didn’t get an answer
panic set in. She raced up the stairs and down
the hall to his bedroom. He wasn’t there but curtains that hung on his
windows now lay strewn on his floor.
“Carl!” she called again. The moment she realized she hadn’t
brought her sword up with her SHIT! What
if intruders had gotten in while I was asleep? Where’s Carl?
She picked up the baseball bat that was leaning in the
corner, she moved to Judy’s room and looked in. Nothing. She moved as quietly
as she could to Ricks room, and opened the door. She noticed that his window blinds
were closed, which was not normal for Rick, the room was darker with the blinds
closed by not as much. “Carl?” she
whispered this time.
“Michonne?” When she heard his whisper she raced to Ricks
bathroom. The light was also out in there, she could barely make out the
outline of Carl’s body as he lay prone on the bathroom floor. She flipped on
the light switch.
He grabbed his head, “NO! Turn the light out!” She quickly
flips the light off and the room goes black once more.
Michonne drops to her knees beside him, “Carl, what’s wrong?”
Gently running her fingers through his long hair.
“My head,” he said, his voice laced with pain “My head is
pounding. It hurts so bad. Light hurts.”
Migraine! Denise had warned them that this may happen, from
the damage the bullet Ron gun had caused. Lowering her voice to a whisper she
says, “I’ll go get some pain medicine from Denise. I will be right back.”
But just as she moved to get up Carl grabbed her hand.
“Please don’t leave me.”
Her heart hurt at the pain in his voice, “Don’t you want me
to go get you some pain meds to make you feel better.”
“No,” he said, “It doesn’t hurt as bad if I lay perfectly
still. Please just stay here with me.”
Michonne immediately sat with her back against the bathroom
cabinet, Carl placed his head in her lap. She closed her eyes and ran her
fingers gently through his hair. She knew it would only be a couple of more
hours before Rick and Daryl would return. By that time either Carl migraine
would have tapered down or Daryl or Rick would have to go to Denise to get medicine.
She listened to Carls breathing as he eased into a fretful
sleep. It was not long before she heard
the front door down stairs open and close and the rush of footsteps up the
stairs. She had tried to gently move Carls head out of her lap so she could
meet Rick in his bedroom before he woke his son. But Carl clung to her tighter.
Rick burst into the bathroom, turning on the light, gun
drawn, worry etched his face.
“Nooo!”Carl moaned into Michonnes thigh.
“Turn the light off Rick,” Michonne said placing her hand
over Carls uncovered eye hoping to give him more relief.
“Michonne, what the fuck…” Rick said
Placing her other hand on Carl’s ear that was not pressed
against her thigh Michonne said harshly over the sound of Carls moans, “Shut up
Rick and shut off that light!” she had kept her voice low as she could.
The light went out and Carl stilled once again in her arms.
With the minimum light coming in from his bedroom, Michonne
could still see as Rick outline as he bent at his knees and stared in at them.
“He has a migraine, noise and light are causing him pain.”
she whispered. “Can you send Daryl to Denise’s to get some pain medicine for
him? And can you hang something on your windows to make your room as dark as
He didn’t answer but moved to do as she requested. She heard
him head downstairs but he returned shortly and it was not long until there was
no light coming from his bedroom. Her eyes could barely make him out when he
came back to the bathroom doorway.
“Carl, baby we’re going to move you to the bed now. It’s
dark in there.” She whispered, “Can you stand up?”
She felt slight movement on her thigh before he slowly
lifted his head. She tried to match his movements as he stood up, to catch him
if needed. But she didn’t have to, he stood albeit unsteadily. She kept her
hand wrapped around his upper arm and guided him out of the bathroom and to
Ricks bed. After getting him to lay down, she whispered, “Me and your Dad are
going to be right back.” She could feel Rick as he stood closely behind her.
“We are going to check on your medicine and we will be right back so you can
Carl gave her a small grunt in acknowledgement.
Ricks hand wrapped around hers as he led them out of the
Quietly closing the door behind them. He led a few feet away
before stopping and turning to her. “Thank you for taking care of him. I’m
sorry I was hoping you were going to get a day of rest and it seems that fates
were against us.”
She smiled at him, “Well let’s just say it’s never a dull day
in the Grimes household.” They laughed
and headed downstairs just in time to meet Daryl coming in. Once Rick saw Daryl
he quickly let go of Michonne’s hand. Daryl carried a small brown bag, reaching
in he pulled out a pill bottle. “Denise said give him one of these now and
another in four hours if the pain is too bad but no more than two pills for the
Rick had already grabbed a glass of water, “Would you mind
going over and grabbing Judy from Maggie? I’m sure she and Glenn have some
things they need to do.”
Daryl nodded, “I’ll do you one better, I will take her with
me to Carols and keep an eye out for her until my shift tonight. I’m sure Carol
won’t mind watching her for the rest of the night. That way you can focus on
Junior upstairs. If not I will find someone to take my shift.”
“Your shift?” Michonne asked, “You don’t do watches
anymore.” Since Daryl and Rick did the daily runs, they were taken off of the
Daryl winked at her as he slung his bow and arrow back over
his shoulder, “I’m taking your shift tonight.”
“Talk to Rick.” With that he was gone.
Michonne had turned to just do that but found she was now
alone in the kitchen. Moving quickly up the stairs she found Rick in his room, he
had gotten Carl to take the pill but now hovered as Carl tried to get
Michonne wanted to wring his neck for interfering with her
work schedule. She was a grown woman, she had sense enough to know when she
needed a break. He had no right to make choices for her. But there was no way
she was going to interrupt the peaceful quiet the room allowed for Carl. She
will talk to Rick later when she was calmer it would be better that way.
“Michonne,” Carl’s voice instantly turned her mother
instinct on. She crawled over the bed and too his side.
Gathering him in her arms so his head lay on her shoulder,
“I’m right here,” she whispered. “Rest.”
Rick moved to head back out the bedroom door, not wanting to
cause any more noise or not wanted to intrude, he didn’t know which one.
“Dad can you stay?” Carl’s voice gave Rick pause.
Removin his gun belt as quietly as possible Rick slid in bed
next to Michonne. There was only a few inches between them and warmth that came
off of her was comforting. It wasn’t long before he fell asleep.
Rick was having the most satisfying dream, Michonne lay
beneath him on her back and he was placing soft gently kisses down her body.
Stopping at her belly button he dipped his tongue in. She smelled of lavender
and coconut and her skin was smooth as silk. He moved lower and was pleased
when he was able to grasp the hem of the red bottom shorts she wore and pulled
them off. Her lips glistened with her wetness, drawing her legs over his
shoulders he licked his lips before he nuzzled his nose into her wetness,
causing her labia to open and his tongue to find his prize.
Yeah baby call my name
just like that.
Ricks eyes popped open, his left leg was strewn across
Michonne lower body, his left arm was wrapped around her waist and his face was
planted in her neck.
He quickly rolled away from her and sat up on the other side
of the bed. Oh God what had he done? Did he molest her in his sleep? This was
getting out of hand. They had slept in tight quarters before and he had never
taken liberties like that before. Get yourself together Rick! Michonne deserves
better than you pawing on her.
“Umm sorry to wake you but I’m really starving” She said
still whispering, “I haven’t eaten all day. You want to come down with me, I
can fix us both something to eat?”
Looking at the clock on his nightstand the numbers were
illuminated to show in the dark room, it was eight p.m. “I’ll come down in few
minutes.” he said knowing he needed the time to allow his body to calm down.
“That must have been some dream you were having?” she said.
“What?” Rick was happy the room was blanketed in darkness so
she couldn’t see how red he had turned.
“You were moaning in your sleep.” She said as she rounded
the bed, “Were you having a bad dream?”
“No, nothing like that.” He said, “It was actually a really
“You could have fooled me.” She said as she opened the
bedroom door and light rushed into the room, “I’ll see you downstairs and you
can tell me about your decision to pull me off watch duty tonight.”
“Thought you had forgotten all about that.”
“Nope.” She said as she closed the door behind herself.
“Dad?” the sound of Carl’s voice startled Rick.
“Carl?” Rick said, twisting around toward his son, “How are
“Better, the headache is gone.” Carl said, “Just really
“No, just want to go back to sleep.” Carl responded, “Where’s
“She went downstairs to get something to eat.”
“We really need to take care of her Dad.”
“What do mean son?”
“I mean, she is always taking care of us. We need to take of
Rick sighed, “I know son. I know.”
Carl let out a loud yawn, “You should look out for things
she likes while on your runs.”
Rick didn’t want to tell him he already was.
“You’re right son,” he answered. “I definitely will. You
sure you don’t want anything to eat?” he said as he stood up.
“Nope I’m good,” Carl said.
“Well call down if you need anything.”
“Can you tell Michonne thanks for me?”
The last thing Rick heard before he closed the door to his
room was, “She deserves the best Dad.” If only Carl knew that Rick wanted to
give Michonne just that.
Seventeen Reacts to You Waking Them Up in a Sexual Way (Vocal Unit)
Hi (っ˘ڡ˘ς) I was wondering if you could do a seventeen reaction to you waking them up in a dirty sort of way? Like kissing their neck, or fondling their member (; If you’re going to do it in units, preferably vocal unit. Thank you & your blog is amazing ♥‿♥ -greasy anon
DK: Palming Seokmin through his jeans while he was sleeping wasn’t out of the ordinary for you. Whenever you were feeling needy, you’d always do this because it woke him up quickly. “Mmm.” He bites his lips and gazes at you, “Don’t stop baby.”
Seungkwan: His thighs were very sore from practice so the first hing he did was lie in bed and fall asleep. Later, he woken by your hands on his thighs slowly massaging them, your hands were dangerously close to his member. He blushes red and grins, “You’re too good to me, jagiya.”
Jeonghan: Jeonghan sighs, opening his eyes to see a small hand fondling his member. “I see you were impatient, like always. For that I’m going to have to spank you.” He grins at your blushing face and pulls you over his knee.
Woozi: Woozi is about to enter a peaceful slumber until your lips on his neck wakes him up. He laughs slightly since he’s very ticklish. Regardless, he still enjoys the pleasure, “I’m up, so now I’m going to cater to your every need.”
“Wow, what a pleasant surprise.” He wakes up with half lidded eyes and shallow breathing. “You’re in that kind of mood, huh?” You nod but you don’t stop stroking his length until he’s a moaning mess under you. “You don’t play fair, so neither will I.”
I enjoy doing dirty requests~ <— and that just proved how much of a perv I really am >.<
Chapter Summary: In which the author discovers that the sexy deep-v thingy on a mans lower abdomen is called his Apollo’s belt. You ready for some sin?
Rating: SFW but like, sinfully SFW I don’t know.
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“I can’t believe you won!” Nino sulked, taking off his cap
to wipe his brow angrily.
Twirling his racket in his hand, Adrien shot Nino a
triumphant smirk which was only thirty percent sheepish. It was a brief look,
and Nino pouted in response. The pair of them hung back, wiping sweat from
their faces, whilst the girls went to fill their water bottles at a fountain on
the other side of the courts. The cloud coverage made the heat more stifling,
the air more humid, and Alya’s hair had doubled in volume as a result.
When Nino teased her about her hair ‘hulking out’ she’d
thrown a tennis ball at him.
Adrien dropped his towel back into his bag, earning a
disgusted look from Plagg. If they’d been alone, Adrien would have argued that
camembert smells as bad as sweat anyway, so the Kwami shouldn’t be judging him
in the slightest.
“What can I say?” Adrien began, staring after Marinette with
a dopey smile on his face. The girl in question was laughing at something Alya
had said and, though they were well out of earshot, he still felt slightly
boneless at the idea of Marinette’s laughter. “I guess we’re just lucky.”
Nino rolled his eyes.
“Yeah, lucky you won considering how much of a perv you were
being,” he proclaimed, placing his cap back on his head and sliding up to
Adrien. He placed an arm on Adrien’s shoulder.
Adrien jerked away from Nino’s touch, as if the accusation had
given him an electric shock. It was true. He had to admit. The fact that they’d
somehow won the match astounded him. Marinette had carried him through it
whilst he’d been constantly distracted.
Her skirt was hypnotic, and he’d tried so hard not to look.
But it kept shifting when she ran.
She ran alot. Adrien, on the other hand, had
managed to hit himself in the face with his tennis racket twice because his
eyes had been focused on Marinette in a way they really, really shouldn’t have
Sorry for flooding your asks but how was he a perv ? Lmao sorry xx
That’s quite alright, haha. And you’re not flooding my asks, it’s no problem at all! And well, developing gross ass feelings for Caroline when he was formerly an authority figure in her life, and even was the sole adult in the Gilbert home at one time, definitely did the character no favors.